I was assailed by memories of a life that wasn't mine anymore, but one in which I'd found the simplest and most lasting joys: the smells of summer, the part of town I loved, a certain evening sky, Marie's dresses and the way she laughed.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2250 | 2017-08-24 17:52:49 | 132.94 | 100% |
| 1745 | 2017-05-20 16:57:54 | 129.04 | 100% |